All You Fascists Are Bound to Lose If You Don't Show Up In the First Place
WASHINGTON, DC—There was just one moment when I thought I might see a white supremacist get killed. There were two of them, a man and a woman, the only two real live enemies I saw the entire day. Both were sagging in late middle age, both plump, both with long, gray hair, the man with a beard. Both, for reasons I do…